Novel & Cerita Forced Fisting

“What are you doing?! Let her go! She’s your sister!” Jasper showed no intention of letting me go. “And did she think of me as her brother when she forced Mary to get an abortion?! “Coddling her like this is going to get her killed one day!” He kept dragging me forward, leaving a trail of blood from my scalp. “Go on in, she’s in there. You’d better get on your knees and beg for her forgiveness.” I cautiously pushed the door open. Before I could even see her, a mug suddenly flew out and struck my head.

Hendrick swayed on his feet, nearly collapsing. I slipped my phone back into my pocket and stepped toward him. Then, I stared straight into his eyes, which were full of panic and despair, and spoke slowly. "Dr. Wyckoff, in your eagerness to please a donor, you abused your authority, forced a non-clinical staff member to perform illegal medical procedures, and committed acts of personal and professional intimidation against me." I paused, letting the weight of my words sink in. Then my voice went even colder. "The hospital administration and the local health authorities will likely want a reasonable explanation from you."

The force rattled the bars, my body jolting with each impact. "Fuck, yes you are tighter than before," he grunted, hands on my hips, fingers digging in hard enough to leave marks. pounding me relentlessly, his balls slapping against my clit with every thrust. Skin on skin, wet and loud, echoing in the cell. I pushed back to meet him, loving the way he hit that deep spot, making sparks shoot up my spine.

Juices squirted from me onto the desk. He laughed "Cumming from having your cunt cropped? What a broken little slut you are.” He shoved three fingers inside me roughly, then four, stretching me brutally while tugging the nipple clamps. The pain in my tits and the brutal finger-fucking pushed me over again. I came screaming. But he didn’t stop. He added his thumb, forcing his entire fist against my entrance: pressing and twisting. “Take it. Open this hole for your new owner.” The stretch was crazy. I cried, begged and struggled. Slowly and fucking agonizingly, his fist entered into me

If I wanted to get out of here I had to do it alone. I pushed the man in front of me the hardest I could manage and kicked the one who held me. There was one in front of me and the other one behind me. The first tried to punch but I ducked the punch and got the opportunity to hurt him by punching his abdomen. I had to deal with the other one who had his hands wrapped around me blocking me from moving. Suddenly a man appeared at the entrance of the alley. I tried to scream but my mouth was being kept shut by the man's hand. I bit his fingers and using my hands I bend down and flipped him in front of me using my back. He was thrown on the other guy and they were both groaning. I put my heel on

S) Following his instructions, I turned my fist clockwise then put a little power in my hand then slowly pushed my fist deeper into the pedestal, when my forearm was entirely inside the pedestal, I can feel something sharp seemingly carving something on my forearm. "{The heck T.A.S…this thing is stabbing me!..}..".

I replied sharply, trying to shift away from the dildo he was trying to thrust into my ass. "Then I'll simply drag you out before you die. And cut me some slacks. I've been working tirelessly for weeks and I missed you extremely," "What kind of excuse is that?" He shrugged. "We're doing this either way," he easily overpowered me. He grabbed my wrists with one hand and held it over my head. That's when I remembered I also bought cuffs. Of course, he used it. With my hands imprisoned, he grabbed my thigh with his other hand, pulling me towards his body. He sunk the dildo into my ass, then thrust into me.

She grabbed his wrist and bent it backwards until another crack rang out. “That’s for ever fucking touching someone against their will.” I lost count of how many broken bones she gave him, but it was quite a few. She stood up and raised her foot above his groin. His eyes were almost completely swollen shut, and I would not be surprised if he had almost passed out. “This is for every person you forced yourself on someone,” she said coldly. He screamed out when her foot was stomped down onto his dick. The pain of everything was too much for him, and he passed the fuck out.

“Aaaahhh! Sir… I’m cumming… don’t stop… wreck me more!” “You’re my fisting little slut now,” Jodan growled, continuing to pound her with his fist mercilessly. “This asshole will never be the same. Every time you sit down, you’ll remember my fist opening you up.” He twisted his fist in circular motions inside her, massaging the inner walls, then pulled back almost to the exit — leaving her asshole stretched obscenely around his thick wrist — and slammed it back in up to his forearm. Her hole made filthy sounds, lubricant and fluids running down her purple ass and onto the pillows.

I pull out and grab the fisting gloves—black latex, lubed thick. “Gentlemen, watch this forbidden shit. These sluts take fists like pros.” Lila first. I work four fingers into her dripping cunt—twisting, stretching. She moans, spreading wider. Then my thumb. Knuckles deep. I push—slow, relentless—until my whole fist pops inside. She screams in ecstasy, body convulsing. “Fist-fuck me, Sir! Ruin my breeding hole for the audience!” I pump my arm—deep, churning her insides, elbow nearly vanishing.